Robbie wasn’t as vexed as he had been the previous time. The feeling that rose within him was more akin to a sense of loss.

However, this seemed like a promising lead to Mommy’s whereabouts. Hope rekindled within Robbie’s heart, and he felt a renewed sense of vigor surge through him.

Robbie was young, but he knew that the more something was shrouded in secrecy, the more there was waiting to be uncovered.

He was determined to get to the bottom of things. What did that woman from Northridge have to do with Mommy?

Why did her figure look just like Mommy’s?

Most of all, why did she have Mommy’s ring?

alarmed her now, however. He couldn’t

he was deep in thought, there was a banging on the door

door

his jacket over the small sofa and surveyed his surroundings. “Raina did up this room for you when you

juice to Zachary. “I only have fruit juice, milk, and

you grow up. I’ll

Robbie queried, pouring himself a glass

juice against Robbie’s milk. He glanced down at Robbie fondly and said, “Mentally and intellectually, you’re already pretty grown up. But your body is still that of

you,” Robbie said, taking it

insistent on renovating it. Are you really fine with keeping yours

looking around his room. His gaze landed on the family portrait hanging on the wall. “This room still has traces

silent. When Charlotte had left all those years ago, Robbie was the only one who had ever seen her. Robbie was thus privy to much more

was already a lot more mature than other children his age. He was able to piece things together even when the event had been incomprehensible to him when it happened. Robbie was

resentment towards Henry was therefore

today?” Robbie asked, changing the subject in an attempt to

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